Title: key
Rating: G
Fandom: Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE
Relationship: Kurono Kiria/Oribe Tsubasa
Wordcount: 800
Short summary: Tsubasa visits Kiria's place for the first time.
Tsubasa grumbled as she checked the time. It was 6 PM and the last thing she wanted to do after a long afternoon of filming was squeeze into the rush hour trains. From this location it would probably take at least an hour of packed trains to get home. If only they could have used green screens instead for today’s filming! Tsubasa was tired and hungry and contemplating whether she should just find a nearby café, buy a sandwich, and space out when Kiria tapped her arm.
“Why don’t you come to my place?” Kiria suggested.
“Your place?” Wait, Kiria was inviting Tsubasa to see her place? They had been “dating” for a few months now, but they hadn’t really spent time together outside of work. This would be the first time… Wait, wasn’t this moving a bit fast?
“Yeah, I live around here.” Kiria didn’t seem concerned, at least.
A garbled mixture of syllables came out of Tsubasa’s mouth as she excitedly nodded her head. She was going to see Kiria’s place! The place where Kiria slept and bathed and… Tsubasa needed to stop her thoughts right there or she would explode with nerves… The fact that Kiria was holding her hand wasn’t helping much to calm her heartbeat…
It might have only a 5-minute walk from the area they filmed to Kiria’s place, but the whole time Tsubasa was thinking up all kinds of fanciful scenarios. She was in the middle of imagining the two of them cuddled on a couch when Kiria stopped in front of a door.
“We’re here.”
Already? When Kiria opened the door, Tsubasa stepped inside and remembered something. “Ah! I feel like I should have brought a gift.”
“Don’t worry about that.” Kiria replied with a laugh as she slipped out of her boots. “Sorry it’s so sparse. I barely spend any time in here.”
Tsubasa took a quick glance around the place. All Tsubasa saw was a small couch facing a small TV, a desk with a laptop on it, and a small bookshelf crammed with CDs that Tsubasa would definitely ask about later. “Oh, that’s fine. It’s better than me, still living with my parents.”
“Well, I guess…” Kiria sank down on the couch. Tsubasa joined her a few moments later. Ah, Tsubasa could feel herself just melt into it.
“I mean you get to do whatever you want, right?” Tsubasa continued. “No one to yell at you to study or stop watching videos or…”
“Videos?” Kiria raised an eyebrow.
“Um…” Tsubasa blushed. “Idol performances. You know, for reference!”
Kiria laughed. “Ah, Ayaha told me about that.”
“Ayaha!” Tsubasa groaned.
Kiria switched the conversation to food, reminding Tsubasa that she was starving, and after deciding they were too lazy to do a restaurant, the two went to a nearby conbini and grabbed some take out. Tsubasa was fine with this; in Kiria’s place they could sit close to each other and Tsubasa could rest her head on Kiria’s shoulder without anyone batting an eye.
Unfortunately time didn’t stop for this impromptu “date”. Tsubasa was awakened by her phone pinging with a message from her mother wondering when she would return home. Despite how warm and cozy she felt right now, Tsubasa knew she had to go home. She needed to get fresh clothes at least for work tomorrow.
While Tsubasa straightened out her clothes and fixed her hair, Kiria disappeared to her bedroom. Tsubasa was already putting on her shoes when Kiria returned with something small and metal in her hand for Tsubasa. “Here’s a key.”
“A key?” Tsubasa frowned. Why was Kiria giving her a key?
Kiria nodded. “For here.” She smiled. “You can stop by any time.”
“Wh-what?” Tsubasa sputtered. “Kiria, I…”
Kiria frowned. “Is it too much?”
“No! I want to come over again!” Tsubasa exclaimed. She fumbled with her keychain until she finally managed to slip Kiria’s key next to her house key. “I’ll just bring extra clothes and snacks and we can do a sleepover.”
Kiria smiled. “I’d like that a lot.”
“And…” Tsubasa looked up at Kiria’s lips. “We can—”
Kiria got Tsubasa’s message and captured Tsubasa’s lips before Tsubasa could finish her sentence. It was just a brief press of lips but it was the perfect way to end the “date”.
“See you tomorrow!” Tsubasa said with a smile before stepping outside.
Kiria smiled back. “Good night, Tsubasa,” she replied quietly.
It didn’t sink in until Tsubasa was on the train that she had Kiria’s key. She had Kiria’s key! Was there anything better? Tsubasa wasn’t sure anything could top this…
Tsubasa made her way home, oblivious to the looks she received for the dopey smile on her face. Tonight she was walking on clouds, and nothing was going to bring her down.